Perhaps they all hope that the immortal will touch their heads and bring them good luck because their lives are not going as they wish.
So even if they don't have enough to eat or warm clothes to wear, they will squeeze out a tael of silver to contribute to the old gods here.
I hope I can escape from this miserable fate from now on.
But can a pat on the head really bring good luck and escape one’s predetermined fate
Even if a real immortal touches your head, the good luck it brings will be very limited.
While waiting in line, Bai Chen was thinking of a strategy while communicating with Hua Hua, "Hua Hua, in this state of honor, will Taoist Fang recognize me?"
I feel a little uneasy.
As the eldest lady of the Qi family, she cannot do anything unorthodox.
He just applied some stuff on his face, changed his clothes, and put a scar on his eyelid, but his facial features didn't change.
Such a crude way of disguise is actually not very reliable!
I should buy a human skin mask on the black market.
"Don't worry, the halo on you has been hidden by this system. He won't find it."
"Ok, I feel relieved with your words."
Because there were too many people in line, an hour passed and it was finally Bai Chen's turn.
Bai Chen, who was wearing shabby country girl's clothes, walked in front of Taoist Fang. He didn't even raise his eyelids, and all his attention was on her hands.
He saw that Bai Chen had no silver in his hand and couldn't help but frown.
The outstretched hand paused for a moment, but still touched her head symbolically.
At most, he touched a few strands of hair and then put his hand down.
Bai Chen stood there without moving.
He neither gave money nor left, but asked questions in a questioning manner.
"Old Immortal, you are too perfunctory. Is that all you need to do after you only touched a few strands of my hair?"
Taoist Fang was a little confused and looked at Bai Chen with sidelong glances.
This was the first time in all these years that he had encountered such a bold pilgrim.
This was the first time in decades that someone was dissatisfied with his head-patting technique.
You didn't bring any money, so it's good enough that you were hit by a hair. What else do you want
But in order to maintain his noble image of saving all living beings, Taoist Fang actually suppressed his anger.
"How about you, young lady, come closer and I'll let you touch me again."
"No need. I actually think that your touching like this won't have any effect at all."
Bai Chen behaves like a scoundrel and is always looking for trouble.
Taoist Fang was extremely depressed. It seemed that he had met another person who wanted to default on his debt. This kind of thing would happen several times a year.
"If you don't have money, just leave. God is merciful and will let you go for free this time, but there won't be a next time. Go now!"
Taoist Fang is like a living Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering and has great understanding for the poor.
Eyes full of compassion and mercy!
The people queuing behind showed contempt to Bai Chen, who actually came to such a sacred place to deny his debt.
The old immortal is so nice and doesn’t charge any money.
Some people were even a little hesitant, wondering whether they should not give any money like the woman did.
After all, one tael of silver is not a small sum of money for the poor.
"Can just randomly touching the head really bring good luck?"
Bai Chen still had no intention of leaving. He didn't realize that he was being waived and continued to refuse to give in.
"The last time I came to touch your head, my house was robbed that night after I returned home."
"There's also this!" The old man frowned. Was he here to cause trouble? Or was it true
But the old man was very quick to react and found an excuse right away.
"Give away your wealth to avoid disaster, give away your wealth to avoid disaster, girl, you would have been in a bloody disaster, but you avoided it by losing your property in the easiest way.
That’s a good thing!”
"Oh! You can explain it this way!
But isn't it a bit too expensive to give one ounce of silver just for touching my head?"
The old man's kind face could no longer be maintained, and he finally frowned, "If you think it's expensive, you don't have to queue up.
I've exempted you from all charges, what else do you want?"
The people queuing at the back were getting a little impatient and started to complain. It was quite tiring to stand in line for several hours.
Just when he was about to be patted on the head, there was this troublemaker who was whining.
If you don't want to give the money, just go away. The old immortal didn't force the poor people who couldn't give the money.
Most of the poor people are very conscious and they give what is due. Who dares to offend the gods
Even if the family is so poor that they can't even afford to eat, they will still have the money from the gods.
This is the minimum sincerity.
"I say, girl, if you don't have money, why are you lining up? Your attitude is disrespectful to the gods."
"There are so many people waiting behind me. My feet are numb from standing so much. Don't waste any more time. I still have a lot of work to do at home!"
"You have no money, but you still want to take advantage of others, and you are disrespectful. This scoundrel should be kicked out."
All the pilgrims glared at Bai Chen with disdain and contempt.
I wish I could beat her up in a group.
Bai Chen didn't care about the attitude of the pilgrims at all, and said to the old man, "I don't want to do anything, I just have doubts about you, and I feel that you are an old liar."
"Old liar!" The old man was furious and narrowed his wrinkled eyes dangerously.
There was murderous intent in his eyes.
However, Bai Chen seemed to be completely unaware that his life was in danger and continued to talk nonsense.
"Don't even bother lining up, he's just a liar, trying to steal everyone's money!"
The old man finally got angry, stood up, and shouted, "How dare you! Where did this shrew come from?"
At the same time, the old man pressed down on Bai Chen with a powerful pressure.
A cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the Qi training stage, although his cultivation level is very low, is definitely enough to deal with ordinary people.
If an ordinary mortal resists the pressure from the old man, he will most likely be seriously injured if not killed.
But Bai Chen felt no pressure at all, she just pretended to be shaky, as if she was about to fall.
The old man felt cold in his heart and planned to quietly take away her life.
How dare you touch the tiger's butt.
However, just when the old man was planning to do what he wanted, the woman who was trembling in pain actually...
He actually pulled off his human skin mask and hood at an astonishing speed.
Old Man Fang: ...
"oh!"
"ah!"
Everyone in the queue was stunned. Who was that young man? Was he the old immortal who charged one or two taels of silver for just a touch on the head
For a moment, the whole hall was in an uproar, with noises ringing in the air.
“He is indeed a liar!
The woman was right, we were all deceived."
"Oh my! I knew it! How could an ordinary person live to be 150 years old? It turns out that they are pretending to be young people!
Over the years, they have used this trick to defraud countless people.”
The entire hall was filled with sounds of condemnation, and it felt like their feelings were hurt.
Many angry pilgrims even wanted to beat up the old Taoist priest.
Old Man Fang fell down and was stunned for several seconds. Then he remembered that he should kill the troublemaker immediately.
However, just as he was about to kill her, he found that the woman had disappeared.
The scene became chaotic, and everyone who had given money earlier asked for its return.
The indignant pilgrims packed the hall, pushing and shoving each other, swearing and even crying.